sit
and let the mind go
back
forth to a slow flow
the
river in the distance
and
all these thoughts I don’t know
what
tomorrow will bring
maybe
some sun
but
I don’t even mind the rain
sit
and let the mind go
wherever
it wants
barely
thinking just moving the pen
wondering
why I do it
but
not really
it’s
a habit could be an addiction
not
so much sickness
letting
the mind go wherever it wants
as
if it’s a separate entity…
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